On Your Porch
I told our story to my cousin a couple nights ago and since then, an orchestra of emotions have taken residence in my head. Verbally explaining all the things we’ve been through to someone made me realise so many things. You, lovebug, have done a lot for me. For a little over a year, you’ve treated me far better than I’ve deserved and you’ve put up with far more than anyone should in a relationship. You’ve been through so much because of me, because of us. I really don’t even know how to thank you. I’ve entered this state of.. I’m not sure what this is. A state of utter disbelief at just how much you’ve done and just how much you’ve put up with. I know I’m late in this realisation, but better late than never, I guess. I feel good admitting this. Thank you, babe. I miss you and I hope to God you’re doing well.
Fuck, thank you so much.
